A Lightful Sight

I was once like a paralyzed man 

believing in stories not my own,

afraid to trust the ones that were

fearing my dreams were the reasons

I felt unloved

I had no need to doubt in my abilities

Little worries to work out in my wills

yet I held to crippling reasonings

rather than beliefs burning in living energy

it’s taken a while to process the confusions

testifying and trying multiple resolutions

listening, creating, failing, and repeating 

before breaking through chaotic cycles

and into my heart’s cosmic imagination

there’s an infinite world within my might

blissful, spirited paradise, relieving doefulness

by the light of love. I’m reconnecting with

the light filled sight of me wholeheartedly 

loving my world and me

Poetry next to digital art portraits


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